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Post by ǝıʞunſ on Oct 30, 2019 18:41:07 GMT -5
Twilightstep Twilightstep's green eyes lit up at the sight of Ivywhisper. She felt a little intimidated by her fellow clanmates' size compared to hers, but the feeling was soon forgotten when she noticed the tortoiseshell staring her lithe figure down. Her cheeks felt unnaturally hot as she nodded, talking around the mouse dangling from her mouth. "Hello Ivywhisper; it was more successful than my usual trips, actually," she mewed, "thanks for pointing it out." She placed a cautious step forwards, as her sense of balance seemed to disappear from her head. "Would you like to eat with me?" Twilightstep's head lowered, dropping the mouse back onto the pile as a grin appeared on her features. "We could share the thrush I caught," she suggested, prodding the bird with her paw gently. "I was in a hunting patrol, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I took a break. I haven't eaten all morning, and my stomach is practically yowling. Plus, I think the patrol is pretty much done for the day. With all the prey in the forest, I'm sure each of us caught enough for a whole clan in leaf-bare," she joked, waving her tail in amusement at her own words.
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Post by zero on Oct 31, 2019 11:34:03 GMT -5
Sorry for the wait. Lots to do right now. )
Owlswoop w. Rooster Owlswoop felt his heart and mood soar when Rooster praised him. Honestly, though the tom was a near stranger to him, the young warrior would take praise from any cat. He almost wished he had the feather with him to show the other cat. Of course, almost everyone in camp had already, whether they wanted to or not, seen the feather, so Rooster would be the only cat he could show it off to. Maybe if the loner made it to camp, Owlswoop could show off what got him his name.
The tom tilted his head slightly at the word weird. He guessed he could see where the loner was coming from, but honestly, he couldn't imagine being named "Owl" for the rest of his life. a one word name would be boring and he loved his name now. His ears perked up when the tom mentioned thinking about his own name. Of course, this was common practice when living in the apprentice den. He remembered afternoons after an apprentice had done something which earned praise or was impressive in the eyes of the rest of the apprentices, the group would stay up late to come up with what Sweetstar would name them. So, being a new warrior Owlswoop did not feel out of practice.
"Have you thought of Roostersun or Rooster....call?" He suggested. The name Rooster still felt odd on his tongue so his names were less than ideal. But he wasn't going to suggest lousy names like Roosterheart or Roosterpelt, which suffixes worked with everything. The more unique name, the better.
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Melodyheart w. Rosethorn Her tail bushed against the younger warrior's flank in an attempt at reassurance. "Worrying means you'll be a great mentor. It shows you already care," recalling the advice she had received once before and then taking a moment to think her own advice before continuing, "Some warriors think their apprentice can do no wrong while others believe a rockhard paw is all that is needed. Both are foolish. A balance is needed and difficult to find and worse, differs with each apprentice. A one of my own took more steering than others." She drifted off, lost in a wave of memories of what could be a past life. She longed for the days were she could spend the day leaping and dashing around the territory and not regret it the next morning. Melodyheart looked towards the sky when she noticed a cold breeze chill her. She still had fur, she shouldn't be shaking from a breeze. Of course, the clouds were swirling above in dooming shades of darker greys which blocked out any sun. It wasn't a good sign for the start of leaf-fall. And seeing how they didn't look like they were going to part, Melodyheart had no desire to walk anymore without the promise of a warm patch. "We have just started but let's return to camp. It's too gloomy to take walks."
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Post by cal ✩ on Oct 31, 2019 14:16:30 GMT -5
Redfeather w/ Newt ( rockydublin) "What is it like for you, not having good vision?" he asked, wanting to know more about how the kit saw the world. It must be difficult not being able to see your clanmates, not knowing what they really look like. "How much of me can you see? Can you tell what I look like at all?" The tom found himself asking the kit a lot of questions, making it seem more like he was the curious kit in this situation. He felt his pelt getting hot with embarrassment realizing this fact. "Sorry for asking so many questions, you don't have to answer any if you feel uncomfortable."
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Post by cal ✩ on Oct 31, 2019 15:47:08 GMT -5
(Hey! I was thinking, I don't know what your entire plans are for the flooding, so forgive me if I'm butting in. But I was wondering if the cats ending up at Rooster's farm [assuming he lives in a barn?] might be something to consider for their temporary camp? Might be interesting seeing Sweetstar confront that? Again, hopefully I'm not butting in too much to whatever you guys have planned! c: )
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Post by rockydublin on Oct 31, 2019 16:01:17 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt sat back thinking of how to answer the questions he was given. He squinted his eyes and inched a bit closer to the dark russet tom. "You look like a big blurr of brown, but a bit more clearer than the other blurry stuff around me. Things that are really far away I can't see at all though." He answered. His tail continued to swish back and forth as he looked around. The sounds and smells were always interesting, like the sound outside the nursery when it rained, or the smell of fresh kill added to the prey pile. "Do you ever listen to the rain, Mr. Redfeather?" He wanted to share what he knew, perhaps it'd help his clanmates hunt or fight. (Happy Halloween everyone )
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Post by cal ✩ on Oct 31, 2019 16:28:33 GMT -5
(Happy Halloween to you too!) Redfeather w/ Newt ( rockydublin) "I see," the tom said, taking in the information that the kit was telling him. At least the kit was perhaps less vulnerable than he initially thought, he did seem quite aware of his surroundings. "I do listen to the rain," the tom admitted. "Though I don't enjoy being out in it." The tom wrinkled up his nose in disgust. "The smell of rain is quite nice, though. It has a very fresh scent." The scent of rain was one of Redfeather's favourites. It reminded him of the days he was in the nursery, when he would enjoy the warm comfort of his mother and the protection she provided. He sighed slightly. Those days seemed so far away. "How would you feel about hitting a moss ball around?" the tom asked the kit. "You know, to see how fast your reflexes are." That was half the truth, the other half was that the warrior wanted to let loose and play a little, he hadn't really had the chance to just relax since he became a warrior. Everything had seemed so busy since then.
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Post by rockydublin on Oct 31, 2019 17:02:26 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt smiled as Redfeather stated how he liked the smell of the rain. He loved it too, something about it was soothing to him, like when he was with his mother and sister. His ears perked up at the possibility of training, well not training in the manner that most cats do, let alone warriors, but it would test his reflexes, like Redfeather said. "Yeah! Can we, Mr. Redfeather? Are you sure I'm taking your time?" Newt remembered that the adults had important jobs and he didn't want Redfeather to get in trouble, but the thought of being able to talk and even be around a warrior was something he always wanted.
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Post by ǝıʞunſ on Oct 31, 2019 17:48:01 GMT -5
[ i'll respond when i'm back from taking childrens' candy, hope you guys have a good night ! ]
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Post by thehorsiestadult on Oct 31, 2019 18:19:37 GMT -5
Mossshadow (w/ Sage and Bright / cal ✩ Tealraven) Mossshadow stifled a chuckle in response to the two apprentices sudden shift in tone. Becoming a clan cat again? That would be something. And it was certainly a tempting idea… Living in a group certainly had its benefits. But on your own you had freedom. “Perhaps.” he mulled. “I think I’d need to know more about your clan than just the outskirts of your territory before I make any decision as... impactful as that.”
//hello i am here
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Post by Tealraven on Oct 31, 2019 19:58:30 GMT -5
( oof it's been a week. sorry this isn't my usual quality of writing, but I'm beat. I hope everyone's having a happy halloween tho! ) Ivywhisper // with Twilightstep "You're welcome," Ivywhisper replied, noting the sparkle in Twilightstep's eyes with mild surprise. When Twilightstep smiled, her whole face lit up, which was perhaps what led to Ivywhisper blurting, "yes, I -- I think that would be nice." She frowned slightly. Normally she didn't care for birds, but she didn't want to disappoint Twilightstep. She let the other warrior pick up the thrush and followed her to a comfortable spot to share their lunch.
I hope I don't bore her, Ivywhisper thought with a sideways glance at the smaller cat. She settled beside her and tore a small bite from the bird's breast, chewing thoughtfully. "Hunting that much prey works up an appetite, I suppose. Might as well eat while the eating's good, yes?" Beyond the cavernous camp walls, outside the gorge, the leaves were turning brilliant shades of gold and brown and orange, not unlike the colors in her own dappled fur. Leaf-fall, she knew, meant less abundant prey and more empty bellies, and shouldn't be cause for celebration. Even so, she quite enjoyed this time of year; the in-between place where one season bled into another. She could appreciate it for its beauty, if nothing else.
"Speaking of which, where did you manage to find all that prey? The last time I went out, I was hardly able to catch enough mice to feed the Clan in Greenleaf," she continued, adding on to Twilightstep's earlier joke in a poor attempt at casual banter. She quickly took another bite from the thrush, praying she didn't look as awkward as she felt.
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Post by cal ✩ on Oct 31, 2019 20:22:13 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt smiled as Redfeather stated how he liked the smell of the rain. He loved it too, something about it was soothing to him, like when he was with his mother and sister. His ears perked up at the possibility of training, well not training in the manner that most cats do, let alone warriors, but it would test his reflexes, like Redfeather said. "Yeah! Can we, Mr. Redfeather? Are you sure I'm taking your time?" Newt remembered that the adults had important jobs and he didn't want Redfeather to get in trouble, but the thought of being able to talk and even be around a warrior was something he always wanted. Redfeather w. Newt ( rockydublin) "Of course, we just need to find some moss." The tom cat looked around, luckily just a few fox lengths away there was a moss ball, likely from Scatter playing by the nursery with it. It was common for kits to play with moss balls after all. He padded over to it, picked it up, and brought it a little closer to the kit. "Are you ready? I'm going to hit it now," he warned, thinking it was probably best to start off by announcing it until he knew what Newt's reaction was like. The tom cat hit it fairly softly across the ground, but hard enough that it would go a little past the kit should he not catch it quickly enough. He didn't want the kit to think he was babying him with a soft hit because of his vision impairments, but also did not want to be unfair to the kit.
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Post by rockydublin on Oct 31, 2019 21:52:45 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt listened to Redfeather's warning, crouching down, ready to pounce. He listened as the moss ball lightly rolled across the ground, then the blurry green moss ball came to view. He leaped over to pounce on it, just missing it by a hair. He just barely landed on his paws before turning around. He smelt the air in search of the moss ball, squinting his eyes to try to focus on what was in front of him. The moss ball couldn't be that far, then he saw it. "Oh here it is!" Newt chirped happily. He made his way over to the moss ball and sat next to it. "Are you ready, Mr. Redfeather?" Newt asked happily. He looked to the blurr that was Redfeather. He rose to his paws waiting for the okay to toss the moss ball.
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Post by cal ✩ on Oct 31, 2019 23:18:05 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt listened to Redfeather's warning, crouching down, ready to pounce. He listened as the moss ball lightly rolled across the ground, then the blurry green moss ball came to view. He leaped over to pounce on it, just missing it by a hair. He just barely landed on his paws before turning around. He smelt the air in search of the moss ball, squinting his eyes to try to focus on what was in front of him. The moss ball couldn't be that far, then he saw it. "Oh here it is!" Newt chirped happily. He made his way over to the moss ball and sat next to it. "Are you ready, Mr. Redfeather?" Newt asked happily. He looked to the blurr that was Redfeather. He rose to his paws waiting for the okay to toss the moss ball. “You were so close! You’re going to get it next time for sure!” Redfeather remarked, congratulating the kit for his effort. “I’m ready,” the tom replied, getting into a hunter’s crouch, tail twitching. It had been so long since he had been able to play like this. It felt nice and relaxing to let himself loose and be free of the duties and responsibilities that normally plagued him. It felt good acting like a kit again, even if it was only for a short while.
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 1, 2019 7:59:51 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt felt a surge of pride at the praise before he hit the moss ball to Redfeather. He listened for Redfeather to catch it, his tail twitched in excitement. While he'd never admit it he always felt like he was an outsider, he didn't really know why, but maybe it was because out of all their deities, Makaria was the one that spoke to him. Not like how the medicine cats speak to them, but more he found comfort and peace in her. For the first time in a while he didn't feel like an outsider.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Nov 1, 2019 11:58:54 GMT -5
Floodfoot (w/ Paledaisy and Lightningmist / Blaze ♡ Brindlebriar ) “I’ll be off then, Sweetstar.” Floodfoot said. “Thank you for the audience.” he said, nodding respectfully. Floodfoot trotted out of the Leader’s den with purpose. He searched the camp for any of the aforementioned elders before his eyes landed on Paledaisy, lingering next to Lightningmist. He padded over to the two, nodding in greeting. “Paledaisy, are you doing well? You look a bit worn out.” The medicine cat started. “If it’s not too much to ask, I have a few questions for you.”//unsure if it’s wise or not to bring along lightningmist so im not gonna say anything specific about it *shrugs* Lightningmist | 35 Moons
[ Stern & lighthearted & Playful ] {{ Paledaisy // Floodfoodt // Lightningmist }} thehorsiestadult Blaze ♡
Rp>>> Lightnings fur tinkles as the gaze of the Medicine Cat graced his fur. He dipped his head in respect, his ears twitching. He looked up at Floodfoot as he made his way to him and Paledaisy. He had never really held a conversion with the leader or the Medicine cat before, so he was unsure of how to act. He sat straight up, making sure his tail was wrapped neatly around his paws. When Floodfoot addressed Paledaisy, he turned an ear towards them. A few questions.... He thought to himself. Nervousness tingled up through his paws.
Ooc>>> I am sorry for not responding sooner >.<
Layout credit goes to the one and only Rainleaf<3
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Post by ǝıʞunſ on Nov 1, 2019 12:43:58 GMT -5
Rosethorn Rosethorn nodded at Melodyheart, the ground suddenly cold underneath her paw pads. Many cats had traveled this trail before, so it had been worn down, but usually the dirt was comfortable and held the energy of many apprentices sprinting up and down. Now, however, when she placed each paw in front of the other, the paw prints they landed in felt unnaturally disturbing. As the breeze picked up, she huffed in agreement to the elder. "On any other day it would be good enough to bask in the grass." She lashed her tail in mild annoyance to the weather, turning around quickly and catching up to Melodyheart. "Do you want to go back to your den?" Rosethorn wasn't sure if Sweetstar and Floodfoot were done in the elders' den, but if they weren't the two could always go into the nursery, or such. "We could share tongues, if you're cold," she offered.
Twilightstep Twilightstep picked a somewhat comfortable spot where they could see the gorge, her tail sweeping around her paws as she laid down and tore into a wing. She giggled a little at Ivywhisper's words. "It'll be good until leaf-bare; all the prey is skinny then, unfortunately," she meowed, separating a cluster of feathers from the thrush. She followed her clanmate's gaze to the color of the leaves, smiling. "The scenery really complements your pelt." Twilightstep said subconsciously. Her gaze shifted from the leaves to the river, feeling safer now from the water where she laid. "I think the prey is out trying to gather supplies for the winter," she replied, flickering her ears and sinking her teeth into another bit of bird. "It was nicer out earlier, so that's probably why. Weather is pretty predictable." She looked up at the clouds that were darker now, shifting slowly. "I didn't think the wind would pick up like this though."
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 1, 2019 20:22:03 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt felt a surge of pride at the praise before he hit the moss ball to Redfeather. He listened for Redfeather to catch it, his tail twitched in excitement. While he'd never admit it he always felt like he was an outsider, he didn't really know why, but maybe it was because out of all their deities, Makaria was the one that spoke to him. Not like how the medicine cats speak to them, but more he found comfort and peace in her. For the first time in a while he didn't feel like an outsider. Redfeather w/ Newt ( rockydublin ) The tom caught the moss ball with ease, thankfully. It would've been embarrassing had he missed it. He was a warrior after all, despite the fact that he looked like he was a kit playing. "I'm not going to give you a warning this time! You're going to have to listen for my movements and when I hit the moss ball," he told the kit as he got ready to hit the mossball. He didn't hit it quite as hard this time, but it was only slightly slower than the last hit. He thought it was only fair that he slowed it down for the kit in an attempt to strike a balance of fairness. In attempt to help the kit as well, he hit his tail against the ground as he hit the ball, trying to be louder for the kit.
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 1, 2019 21:48:41 GMT -5
Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt went into a crouch, his ears twitching as he listened for the moss ball. He wasn't going to get a warning this time, prey wouldn't give him warning, a warrior wouldn't warn him of an attack, this shouldn't be any different. He would need to listen to Redfeather's movements. Then he heard it; the sound of a tail hitting the ground was heard. He felt his body wiggle with excitement before pouncing on the moss ball. He looked over at Redfeather. "Look Mr. Redfeather! I caught it! Did you see that?" Newt jumped around excitedly, he'd done it. He'd caught the moss ball that was thrown at him. If he could do this, it'd still be possible for him to become a valuable warrior like Icegaze. (How's everyone's Friday?)
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 2, 2019 11:03:45 GMT -5
(Hello! My Friday was ok! I worked and did homework, haha. How was yours?) Redfeather w. Newt ( rockydublin) "Yes, I did see. You did a very good job," he said, congratulating the cat on catching the moss ball. He could not imagine not being able to see what lie in front of him and having to only rely on sound. There was so much a cat could miss out on only being able to see blurs. He would never know how beautiful the sunset really looked as it touched the leaves of the trees or reflected off the surface of water. He would never really see the faces of his clanmates, mostly knowing them by sound and smell. The tom cat sighed at the imagination of such a life. Thank the deities I have my sight."Did you want to throw it again?" the tom asked, wondering if the kit was still up to playing the game or whether he wanted to just revel in his victory.
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 2, 2019 11:22:14 GMT -5
Sage w. Mossshadow ( thehorsiestadult) & Bright ( Tealraven) "Well, Mossshadow," the she-cat started. "Since you are on EchoClan territory, we really are supposed to bring you back to our camp and report you to our leader, aren't we, Bright?" She turned to her sister, trying to gauge what she was thinking. She didn't sound threatening as she spoke, rather she sounded like she was about to burst with excitement. "We can show you the territory on the way back, and the camp, and you'll see our clanmates," she said, not waiting for her sister's answer to her earlier question. She started to bounce a little with excitement. "Besides, it's about to be leafbare, do you want to be hunting on your own in leafbare?" She shivered, she hadn't really experienced leafbare yet, but she had heard that it was terrible and hard to hunt in. (Hope it's ok that I kind of broke the order of the replying ^^')
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 2, 2019 12:45:55 GMT -5
(Mine was good, I got to hangout with some friends and eat sushi.) Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt looked over to where Redfeather was, nodding with his head, trying to settle down enough to hit the moss ball back to Redfeather. "Yeah, this is really fun!" In truth Newt wanted to keep playing so that he could continue to practice listening and smelling, remembering what Redfeather smelt like. His mother would often tell him that he'd need to be able to tell the difference between an enemy and a friend based on smell and sound, for both his safety and the clan's if he was to become a warrior. What better practice than this?
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 2, 2019 12:49:57 GMT -5
(Sorry about that, everyone. My tablet went a little snafu on me for a hot second and uploaded my post 3 times ^^’)
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 2, 2019 15:59:58 GMT -5
(Sounds good! I've been craving sushi for a while now, but I haven't gotten it. I am however getting Chick Fil A on Tuesday, which is exciting cause I haven't had it since I was in Cali in July cause one opened up in Canada in September and my friend and I have been meaning to go for weeks. I know it's a controversial restaurant, but I love their food so much.) Redfeather w. Newt ( rockydublin) "Ok! Well, I'm ready whenever you are," Redfeather said, dropping back to a crouch. "I'm going to try with my eyes closed, so we're a little more even." The tom shut his eyes, letting his ears and nose give him an idea on where everything was. The smell of the moss ball was so overwhelming it would be hard to miss, or so he hoped. He was a little more worried on having to listen for the sound of it leaving the kit's paws. It wasn't that he was particularly bad at listening for sounds or smelling for the scent of the moss ball, but it just felt so unfamiliar seeing only darkness.
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 2, 2019 17:55:03 GMT -5
(Yeah that's the sad part of Chick Fil A, one of my friends was telling me last night about how her and her family had gone there and she'd asked for a cup full of their secret sauce from the cashier. They filled to the brim with it.) Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] "Okay, Mr. Redfeather, I'm gonna hit it now!" He called. He'd given Newt a warning at first, it would only be fair to do the same for him. He stood next to the moss ball before swatting it over to Redfeather, his paw lightly brushing the ground beneath them. He wondered why Redfeather wanted to try catching the moss ball with his eyes shut, maybe he wanted to be prepared in case he lost his sight? Or maybe to he wanted to see what it was like to not see with his eyes? He'd ask him later. For now, he'd focus on this.
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 3, 2019 14:19:44 GMT -5
(I’ll answer this once I’m home from work!)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 3, 2019 14:45:38 GMT -5
[ MY INTERNET WORKS once again. hopefully .-. whoo! -confetti- ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 3, 2019 14:48:54 GMT -5
(Hey! I was thinking, I don't know what your entire plans are for the flooding, so forgive me if I'm butting in. But I was wondering if the cats ending up at Rooster's farm [assuming he lives in a barn?] might be something to consider for their temporary camp? Might be interesting seeing Sweetstar confront that? Again, hopefully I'm not butting in too much to whatever you guys have planned! c: ) [ That would be interesting twist for sure! <3
Currently, we were thinking about old king ruins but everything is tentative. We will have to see where Rooster's farm is located. It's Fea's character so that would be her jurisdiction. Because he left to return to there and that's why him and Sweet haven't seen each other in so long. ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 3, 2019 15:06:37 GMT -5
Letting out a soft yet rushed breath, Paledaisy sunk down onto her haunches. Her heart still felt like it was beating fast with adrenaline with blood rushing through her ears. Her lungs ached from the fast breaths, "Next time, we might have to go abit slower," Paledaisy confessed with a small laugh. The grey feline let out another breath, her green gaze flickering around before pausing on Floodfoot. Her ears twitched as the medicine cat approached them.
"You can say that," she meowed with an amused twitch of her whiskers. Her flanks were still rising heavily with every breath she took. She might be able to keep that pace but it was taking a toll on her. "Lightningmist and I took a little faster pace then what I used to do," Paledaisy meowed before a hoarse cough escaped from her abused lungs. Her green eyes sharpened for a moment as Floodfoot referred to questions. Her expression shifting to the more-business like front of her deputy days. "What would you like to know now, Floodfoot?" she asked with a slight teasing edge.
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Post by cal ✩ on Nov 3, 2019 19:29:41 GMT -5
(Yeah that's the sad part of Chick Fil A, one of my friends was telling me last night about how her and her family had gone there and she'd asked for a cup full of their secret sauce from the cashier. They filled to the brim with it.) Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] "Okay, Mr. Redfeather, I'm gonna hit it now!" He called. He'd given Newt a warning at first, it would only be fair to do the same for him. He stood next to the moss ball before swatting it over to Redfeather, his paw lightly brushing the ground beneath them. He wondered why Redfeather wanted to try catching the moss ball with his eyes shut, maybe he wanted to be prepared in case he lost his sight? Or maybe to he wanted to see what it was like to not see with his eyes? He'd ask him later. For now, he'd focus on this. (Their sauce is so good, and their customer service has yet to be anything less than excellent for me.) Redfeather tuned into the sound of Newt's paw hitting the ground. The tom quickly stretched over to where he believed the moss ball would be. He felt satisfaction for a moment when he felt it touch his paw, until he fell over in a heap. He had stretched himself out too far and lost his balance. "Oops," the tom said, springing back to his feet and licking his chest slightly embarrassed. "It looks like I could use some more practice doing this with my eyes closed in case something should happen to my sight in the future." The tom swiped the ball back toward the kit, not giving him a warning or making any exceptionally loud noises this time.
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Post by rockydublin on Nov 3, 2019 20:03:10 GMT -5
(I've only been to Chick fil A once, but I enjoyed it. Kinda hope I can at some point go again in the future cause that was some good chicken.) Newt w/Redfeather [ cal ✩ ] Newt saw Redeather's blurred image go for the moss ball before losing his balance. He heard the tom spring to his paws, stating he'd have to practice playing with his eyes shut, just in case. He didn't know why, but it made him happy that even as a warrior, there was always room to learn and experience new things. Then he heard something, it was almost quiet, subtle; the moss ball. Newt crouched down before pouncing over at it. He felt his pelt tingle with excitement as he saw the blur come more into focus, he felt one of his front paws just barely touch it before it slid past him a tail length away. "I'll get it!" He called turning around. He squinted his eyes before seeing the green blur, running towards it. He stood behind it and picked it up before walking a bit closer to Redfeather and hitting it back.
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